Unforgettables

A Choice

"Iqbal. you.."

"Shuuttt. Don't talk too much. Cry as much."

I don't know what Fika is feeling now, Iqbal's hug is warm and soothing but why does his heart feel empty? It doesn't feel as warm as when he's with her.  The man who is cold yet able to make his heart warm is only one Arga..

But he did not realize since his hand squeezed Iqbal T-shirt tightly.

"Gue know, you cry because of what."

Iqbal's words just jerked Fika, he stared fixedly at Iqbal's handsome face in his arms. "You know?"

Iqbal broke down his smile. "What do I not know? I'm excited to know I'm here, right?"

Fika's expression changed, she lowered her face again. Iqbal didn't really know why he was crying. But that's a good thing, at least don't let the guy know that he's crying because he saw Arga with another girl. "Why are you here?"

Iqbal broke the hug between them. He scratched Fika's face. "Gue is now in school."

"Why? Didn't you go to school in America?"

Iqbal scratched his non-itchy nape. He's astounded. "Gue bosen there, besides gakseru also if notada lo."

Fika wanted to smile but it felt like her lips were still stuck. He could only lower his face back.

"Fik, you don't be sad anymore either." Iqbal touched Fika's little chin making her to look at him. "Now you don't have to be afraid anymore, there I will protect you."

Iqbal's words did not deny that Fika's tears were dripping back, of course it was the most meaningful thing he had ever heard from someone. And Iqbal his little friend was the first to say it. Fika touched both of Iqbal's arms. "Iqbal. thanks well, I want to be Fika's best friend."

Iqbal touched the top of Fika's head dear. "That's nothing. And I don't want to protect you because we're best friends."

Fika frowned especially when Iqbal suddenly brought his face closer and whispered. "Gue wants to protect you because I love you the same."

*****

KRRIIIINNGGGG

The bell's loud voice was so loud all over the school. Marking that school today is over. Suruluh students scattered wild from their respective classes and stormed the parking lot. Fika and Lussy came out immediately and walked towards the gate.

"I swear well, I'm really unclean as Mela. Sok-sok and find his attention brother Willy idih, eneg I see it too. Didn't you see what Willy's expression was? I'm sure he's also gonna puke on Mela."

"Pokonya lo's fish must be away from the cabe-cabean cabal. Entar lo ketangsangan can be brabe entar. Ih amit-amit bye."

"That's my fucking piece. Still looking forward to me everywhere from chilli!"

Fika was only silent with her own thoughts, not because she did not care about what Lussy said but she herself did not really understand what Lussy meant. He just looked down while holding one of his braids, and stared at his own footsteps.

"Fic! I went back first, dad, I'm sorry." Fika raised her head, then clapped after smiling at Lussy. After Lussy's departure, Fika walked through the gate that was quite easy. As usual, it will wait until public transport passes.

He sat on a bench that was prepared by the side of the road. But there are things that make him back out of focus. He saw a figure that felt familiar in his eyes. He stood up and tried to see clearly the man who was crossing towards him.

"Sister Gino? Brother Gino!?" Fika's shout was heard by the casual-suit guy. The cowo with a tall and handsome posture was smiling sweetly at him.

"Sir Gino why is he here?" Fika approached Gino.

"The same parent you're Fik."

Fika chuckles amusedly. "Where is. Kaka here would want to see Arga, right? But Arga's wealth is still in the basketball room."

Gino shook his head. "You're here looking for you."

"Find me? What's wrong?"

Instead of answering Fika's question, Gino actually reached into his pocket making Fika frown confused. "You want to show this to you."

Gino shows a small piece of paper along with a mini-sized photo given to Fika. "This is what, brother?"

"You look at it. You'll know."

There is a writing there, Fika also tried to read it carefully. "It's.."

"Let's see the picture too." Fika looked at the small photo in her hand and at that moment her chest felt tight, not this feeling so deep. For Fika this was all the answer to what he had been looking for. It didn't even feel like his tears were back.

"So, this isn't a lie, is it?"

Gino raised his hand and wiped Fika's tears. "You can't lie to me. What you see is the truth."

Unable to withstand the happy turmoil, the Fika reflex dissipates her body into Gino's burly body. Gino also returned Fika's embrace equally tightly. "Thank you, big brother, thank you."

"Either. Now you can calm down. And I promise you, someday you'll see your mother again."

*****

"Ga! Wait for anjrit!"

Andre's thunderous voice chased after Arga so echoed in the parking lot. Even almost every eye was on him but it seemed like Andre did not bother him at all, he was only focused with the back of the guy in front of him.

"What a huge oath to leave me, damn it!"

"Lo himself went where the shucks were, sought after as well." Combat Willy while lightly shaking Andre's head.

"Gue in the toilet."

"To the toilet but not back and forth why are you there?"

"Privacy is. Kepo lo!"

In the middle of a change of heart between Willy and Andre, but not one bit make Arga and Nico to interfere. Nico and Arga have something in common. But Nico is not as cool and cold as Arga. Even since he pulled out of the UKS somehow Arga did not say a word at all. Actually Nico, Andre and Willy were curious why Arga became more quiet. But they would rather be quiet than get into trouble from Arga.

"Ga, why is that?" Ask Nico at last. It seems he can't stand the silence of that guy. "From this afternoon you didn't talk to us. Kesel lo?"

"Ga! If you have a problem talking to us. We're friends of lo Ga." Said Nico again by patting his shoulder and at that time Arga stopped his steps simultaneously.

"Gue gakpapa Nic."

"Gakpapa how? Ga, as fierce as your face but I know at this time you have a problem. Worrying about your expression I already know you're spraining someone again."

Arga suddenly brushed off Nico's hand on his shoulder. "It's none of your business." Arga is gone.

"The devil's shucks are coming again the rich." Andre observed.

"But I think Arga is jealous again." The words that suddenly came out of Nico's mouth just now made Willy and Nico turn to each other.

"Jealous who is he?" Ask Willy.

Nico. "You look over there! Who else is Fika?"

*****

After Gino's departure, Fika returned to waiting as usual. But the roar of the motor again made Fika stand in place.

"Let's go up." Said the red-bellied guy.

"No ah. Fika took an angkot."

"Gue doesn't like to be rejected. Spit up."

"Don't want Bal, you go first."

Iqbal opened his helmet and allowed his messy hair. "That's it, I'll keep it here."

Fika. "Don't do that, you go home first. Fika used to ride an angkot."

"Gue told me I don't like rejection. You come with me, or ..."

"Or what?" The heavy voice of someone who had just come made the two speechless look at him. "Or what?" Remark.

Iqbal looked very calm, he leaned his body into his red motor sprot by holding his hand on his chest. "No, I just want to make Fika come back. Trouble for you?"

The cowo gnashed his jaw. "Fika came home with me. So you better get out of here!"

Iqbal suddenly laughed. "Lo think you who would dare to nge me? Fika wants to go home with you?"

Fika is not able to do anything he is only able to stay still with his head down. The atmosphere was too tense for him, as these two handsome and cold men were now standing right beside his right and left.

"Let's go home." Fika gasped as one of the two men clasped her hand tightly.

"Son, you go home with me." Iqbal said, holding Fika's hand.

How'this? Fika was already in a very urgent position. He must choose one of them. But for now he still needs a safe distance between himself and the man who now holds his right hand. Who else if not Arga Aldiano. The guy he admires and the guy who hurt him.

"Argha.." Fika said making the two men stunned. Fika released Iqbal's hand but his left hand shook Arga's. "Sorry, Iqbal first nawarin Fika home."

"Can't! You come home with me!" Arga clasped Fika's hand again and even made Fika grimace in pain.

"Please Ga! I don't think he wants to go home with me!" Iqbal's screams pushed Arga's body away.

Arga did not stay still he clutched the collar Iqbal approached him. "Lo don't interfere!"

BUGS!

Arga beat Iqbal's stomach until the guy staggered and fell. Fika who witnessed that could not hold back her screams. He immediately approached Iqbal without caring for Arga's sharp gaze.

"Iqbal you're not good, are you?" Fika grabs Iqbal's shoulder helping him to get back on his feet. Why would Arga do this to his best friend? Arga is really cruel.

"Arga! You can't hit people?!" Fika yells at Arga. Even Arga himself was stunned by Fika's shout which sounded different. "I know you don't like Iqbal. But you don't have to hit him rich gini! Now I understand, you rich guy never had a conscience! You are a selfish guy who never thinks of other people's feelings! You evil Arga!"

Arga. It froze in its own place. His burning gaze turned into a gaze that no one could understand. His hand that was clenching strongly, had decomposed weakly. Fika's anger made Arga completely silent.

"Don't bother Fika anymore."

Fika lowered her head, bracing the pain she was now feeling. I don't know where the courage is, but now he is no longer able to bear the burden in his heart. The pain and also the suffering that he continues to feel, feels like he wants to overflow this time as well. This may sound selfish, but he is also an ordinary man who has a limit of patience.

Fika leads Iqbal to his bike. "Iqbal we go to the clinic first well, make your wound medicine."

Iqbal nodded and immediately returned to wearing his helmet. Fika also wears a helmet that Iqbal gave her.

This incident makes Fika feel more guilty, so Iqbal becomes the target of anger from a heartless cold guy. Honestly he felt disappointed in the man who was currently still silently staring at him. His expression that he was unable to understand made Fika only be able to let out a long sigh trying to no longer care about it.

"Ready?"

"Ready."

The sound of the motor was heard again. Iqbal had started his bike and started off with the victory Fika was with him. Before walking completely Iqbal glanced at Arga who was looking at him sharply, he could see a strong head on the man's arm as Iqbal smiled slantingly behind his helmet.

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Hem.. about what will happen ?

Do you think Iqbal is evil or evil?

Do you prefer Iqbal or Arga?

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